French Montana - Lockjaw ft. Kodak Black
Taking in Lil B.I.G. Pac reminds me of a 2005 book by researcher and educator Joy Degruy, titled Post Traumatic Slave Syndrome: Americas Legacy Of Enduring Injury and Healing. Degruy uses six years of field study in places where people of African descent were colonized (including parts of the U.S., the Caribbean, and South Africa) to liken the effects of systemic oppression to those of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. She lists symptoms that include: a feeling of foreshortened future, diminished interest or participation in significant activities, outbursts of anger, difficulty staying and falling asleep, and feelings of detachment from others. Degruy points out that these symptoms were never collectively addressed by the U.S. government and, as a result, the fallout from that trauma is ongoing.
On the Lil B.I.G. Pac song Can I, Kodak runs through, in a lullaby fashion, many of the uncertainties that some descendents of colonised black people constantly replay in their heads. He wonders whether h**l be around long enough to truly father his kid. He tells himself that once he attains success, people will be waiting to s****h it right back from him. He asks himself whether he should run in response to a woman telling him that she loves him. While none of these are foreign concepts in rap, when measured up against Degruys work, its not hard to understand why they become conventions in the music. In terms of its sound, Lil B.I.G. Pac doesnt lean on much of whats become expected from Southern rap. Instead of rampant 808 drum sounds or key play popularized by producers like Zaytoven, Kodak borrows inspiration from the pulsating, echoey, bounce-building early music made by the Louisiana rappers hes been likened to, such as Lil Wayne and Boosie Bad Azz.
Like those guys before him, Kodak hits energetic highs and permits himself moments of helplessness. Mid-head bob on Purp, in a low register, Kodak delivers the line, Lord knows Im blessed but sometimes I feel cursed. Later, with infectious force, Phillys PnB Rock delivers the hook on Too Many Years, a somber look into Americas prison system. The song carries an especially heavy weight, given the fact that Kodak is currently in prison, facing previous charges of robbery, false imprisonment, and marijuana possession. Why we keep on falling victim?, Kodak asks. Then theres Today, which Id call a self-care jingle, but one devoid of luxuries like naps and spa time. Instead, all Kodak wants is to be able to walk around freely with his gun concealed, shop without interruptions, and not be Kodak Black, the rapper who has to always take pictures with fans and perform in front of crowds.
Since bubbling online and receiving an infamous Drake co-sign in 2015, Kodaks legitimacy as a rapper has continuously been questioned by hip-hop fans across social media. When he made the cut for XXLs annual Freshman list last month, the criticism accelerated. Beneath Kodaks Freshman freestyle video are YouTube commenters describing him as a trash rapper and praying for the return of real MCs. These are criticisms that effectively breeze by, or totally disregard, the details within his work that reflect hip-hops long history of environmental storytelling.
For the same way we need tracks like Kendricks joyous Alright and Beyoncs emotionally commanding Freedom to boost our morale, we also need Kodak Black. And Future, and Chief Keef, and anyone else whose music we love to bounce to but simultaneously write off as detriments to our collective progression because they rap about popping pills, womanizing, and shooting guns. While those topics can make listeners squeamish, they are a reality of the struggle that many black people experience in this country. Its unfair to expect every person whos raised in environments where such things are normalized to rise above them in one miraculous swoop. Each aforementioned artists music has value because of what it lends to the narrative of our plights and triumphs. Alright and Freedom wouldnt feel so damned good at protests, concerts, or in our living rooms if there wasnt a mournful Too Many Years or a dark No Flocking as a counter balance. Theres a long history of trauma that has led to the experiences of rappers like Kodak and there will be no true victory or liberation until we value our whole story.
Source: http://www.thefader.com/2016/07/20/kodak-black-lil-big-pac-essay
